Chapter: 880
At that moment, a butler leaned close and whispered, "Mr. Hector, I just received word that the Grants have begun to make their move."
"Are they finally coming?" Hector sucked in a deep breath.
"Since we can’t hide, then let’s meet them head–on. We will stick to the plan!"
Meanwhile, at the Grants‘ mansion, Tyler sat in the study, quietly poring over war strategy books. He gave each and every word on the page his undivided attention.
Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on the door.
"What is it?" Tyler asked without turning his head.
"Mr. Grant, the big day has arrived, We should head out," an elderly voice said from outside the door Tyler set the book down and got to his feet. After straightening his clothes, he opened the door and walked out. An aged servant stood outside the door, waiting for him with his head bowed.
"How are the Harmons reacting?" Tyler asked with an indifferent look.
"The Harmons haven’t started preparing for the wedding yet. Instead, they’re throwing a birthday party," the man replied.
"Birthday party?" Tyler’s mouth twitched.
"Is that supposed to put pressure on me? How amusing."
"Mr. Grant, should we fetch the bride another day?" the man asked tentatively.
"Since the engagement is today, it can’t be changed. We’ll follow the schedule as planned," Tyler said coolly.
"Also, find me a coffin and bring it straight to the Harmons‘ home."
"A coffin?" The man was momentarily taken aback.
"Mr. Grant, what do you want to do with that?"
Weren’t they going to pick up the bride? What did the coffin have to do with it?
"The wedding carriage is to escort the bride, while the coffin is for bodies. If the Harmon family agrees to the marriage, I’ll naturally use the carriage. If they don’t, then I’ll make them lay in the coffin," Tyler said apathetically.
Upon hearing that, the man couldn’t help but shudder. He knew that his master was always a man of his word. If the Harmon family didn’t know what was good for them, they might end up completely destroyed!
"Why are you still standing there? Go do as I say." Tyler gave him a sidelong glance.
"Yes." Not daring to hesitate, the man immediately left.
"Hmph, you want to play games with me? Well, let’s see whether you can hold off my army." Tyler laughed coldly. He didn’t mind the Harmons playing tricks, but in the face of absolute power, any wile would be for naught.